Ruby droplets glistened like dew in the dead girl’s hair; her green eyes, glassy as marbles, stared at nothing. The room was spattered with other people’s blood, blood that hadn’t coagulated.
“Captain Harrison? Ma’am? We’ve evacuated the floor.”
They were alone. Harri sighed. This part was never easy.
She pried the girl’s jaws open and the sergeant passed her a sterilised blade. As she carefully cut away the tongue, viscous, dark blood oozed from the fresh wound.
Harri stuffed the thick muscle into her mouth and began chewing. The dead girl spoke to her, in stained memories and crawling whispers.
... not sure how to spell it ... yeeuchgh I think. But horribly compelling.
ReplyDeleteI think that's how you spell it... ;)
DeleteThanks, Sandra. =)
Oh creepy and compelling - I want to know more about Captain Harrison now. Loved this line "The dead girl spoke to her, in stained memories and crawling whispers." Shivers
ReplyDeleteThanks, Helen. =)
DeleteWhat did she say? Did she tell of how she died? Of other people's blood?
ReplyDeleteI think you should expand this. Fascinating premise.
It was more for the horror of the final line than the crime itself, but it could be expanded, couldn't it? Thank you. =)
DeleteMemory recollection? Not sure you'd ever see this on Fringe! Gruesomely great stuff.
ReplyDeleteNot exactly... with the tongue the dead girl can tell her things... With her eyeball the dead girl could show her things, only, Harri gets a bit squeamish about eyeballs. She doesn't like the way they pop when she bites down... ;)
DeleteThanks, Jack. =)
Oh, I like "...in stained memories and crawling whispers". I suddenly feel like steak.
ReplyDeleteNow I like my steak rare, but I have limits... ;)
DeleteThanks, Pete. =)
Great concept. No "YUK" from me, I think the idea is brilliant and just begs to be expanded. In your reply to Jack you mention her eyeballs showing things, could the fingertips tell of things touched? Or the toes of where she walked? Not quite as powerful as eating a freshly dead tongue, but just a thought as to where it led me. :-)
ReplyDeleteI was thinking about this, and I think it risks getting confused (not that I always overthink ideas...). If the tongue talks, rather than shows her tastes, then it's not directly related to the sensory input of the organ, more a function of the organ.
DeleteI think you're right though, eating her fingers would probably give Harri an impression of what the girl had touched, and possibly impart the temporary ability to fold origami cranes, and type the girl's passwords (but only if she didn't change them regularly...) ;)
(see what I mean by overthinking...)
Another typically gruesome story. Great stuff.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chris. =)
DeleteWow, this is super creepy and I want to read more. The ending, so good. Like other comments have mentioned, I love the concept and it does ask to be expanded.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I don't know if I'll come back to this particular scene, but I may return to Harri one day... =)
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